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I’m getting sentimental about all the things I’ve been through,
Even my closest kin is hard to comprehend my mental.
Depression. I’ve seen it, Religion I mean it
Comes and goes like merry go’s, not certain I believe it.
To many questions unanswered like Cancer, don’t understand
How a divine man’s plan leaves us to suffer.
Take a trip with the kid, relive the highs and lows,
The open book experience is my life. Hope you enjoy the show.
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Crystal Ball
04:04
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Verse 1:
I wish that I could see into the future,
Would it be a better place here without Chu?
Sometimes I feel like that, train off track (derail)
Train of thought (impale), pill in mouth (inhale),
Loaded gun in hand, swimming in quicksand
Need an escape from this hell.
Living in jail, theoretical,
Invisible bars, life hard no sympatheticals.
No C.O.s just a peep hole,
Looking for a glimmer of hope but you can't see through. <nope>
You lift the weight, last decision you’re going to make,
Self-hatred and no one to tell you it’s a mistake kid.
Been in your place, take a moment for self-debate,
(Wait) what would you say to your brother if in your place? Don’t do it.
God always catches me before I fall,
I mean, living in peace would be easy give me a crystal ball.
Chorus:
Who would have thought in this life time,
There would be a time I'd,
Struggle to find my will to fight.
I need the courage to hold on,
Wait for us to be strong,
A crystal ball will change my life.
Verse 2:
I made it through I’m still alive (I’m fine)
Thank God gave me the strength to survive (this time)
Maybe I lied I'm just to pussy to do it or
I tried and realized I have too much to look forward to.
Bipolar emotions, I'm roller coasting,
Never knowing if I’m coming or going so don’t approach me.
I’m not violent by nature, in fact I’m stable,
Relatable, but able to snap I think I’m capable.
I need anger management before I'm damaging
My family and anyone near me, you understanding me?
Like Adam Sandler and Nicholson, in a pickle son,
I feel pretty and witty, but not the other one.
Mental suppression, drift in and out of depression,
The tension of my suspension, would bet that I learned my lesson. <naw>
God always catches me before I fall,
I mean, living in peace would be easy give me a crystal ball.
Chorus:
Who would have thought in this life time,
There would be a time I'd,
Struggle to find my will to fight.
I need the courage to hold on,
Wait for us to be strong,
A crystal ball will change my life.
Verse 3:
Now I've made some mistakes, but,
No more fake mask draped over my face.
…because no one can replace,
The journey not the results, don't give a fuck about 1st place.
Take a break and embrace your lifestyle,
Every day, every moment, every smile.
Every move, every step and every mile,
And when the beat drops, you cop a freestyle.
Little homie, you're not alone, G,
When you're losing hope, then just pick up the phone, you'll see.
Between you and me,
God will call when he needs you, live your life free.
You don't need a crystal ball, don't need nothing at all,
Except the courage to let yourself fall.
God always catches me before I fall,
I mean living in peace is for me, forget the crystal ball.
Chorus x3:
Who would have thought in this life time,
There would be a time I'd,
Struggle to find my will to fight.
I need the courage to hold on,
Wait for us to be strong,
A crystal ball will change my life.
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Leaving
03:51
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Chorus:
Don’t wake me I’m dreaming,
Trying to forget that you’re leaving.
I tried.
Yes, I tried.
But I’m losing this fight.
Verse 1:
The prospect is hell that I’m not having you,
Make me wanna pick up like Chapelle and move to Africa.
Close my eyes and drift away,
Reminisce of the bliss and the times of better days.
I a’int a Cheetah you’re Lion,
When you say you spotted me, I don’t believe ya.
Jungle fever, I need ya,
My guys are telling me lies so they can freak ya.
Don’t try to paint me as the bad guy,
Your lies are turning our lives into a punch line.
You got ‘em laughing like Hyenas,
Imagine, praying and plotting, don’t make me turn Mantis.
You’re Atlantis, you’re fictious,
A dream state is where I contemplate fate.
So let me sleep, I don’t need ya,
Not to be rude to induce fake amnesia.
Chorus:
Don’t wake me I’m dreaming,
Trying to forget that you’re leaving.
I tried.
Yes, I tried.
But I’m losing this fight.
Verse 2:
Look, my heart is like an open book,
One hook, one jab you stabbed it, drop it a habit.
Yeah, memories of my enemies,
Jesus please release me of my misery.
I’m feeling weak baby please,
Let me sleep go back to better dreams.
Threesomes and sugar plums on a platter,
Pop the top cock the hammer. Bang Bang
It’s a stick up, you hiccup,
The concubine looking fine but getting lit up.
But it’s only a façade,
My dream life prolonging my strife, I swear to God.
Don’t tempt me, I’m empty,
Sleep is keeping me from revenge for what you did to me.
Oh it’s in your better interest to listen,
Know, I’ll never turn my cheek like Christian.
Chorus:
Don’t wake me I’m dreaming,
Trying to forget that you’re leaving.
I tried.
Yes, I tried.
But I’m losing this fight.
Verse 3:
You wanna be my Unfufu, want to forget that I knew you,
Make you hard to find like blue’s clues.
You took everything I have and now you want half,
Stupid trick do the math.
50% of my contentment,
Resentment is all that you’ll be getting, I a’int settling.
Stop meddling get to stepping,
If you wanna understand who I am, then keep threatening.
Huh, you’re not a dime you’re like a nickel,
You’re fickle. Full of Botox and no thoughts.
So let me sleep, let me dream, let me be,
Let me look to the future and be neutral
I know you love me but get passed it,
I used to love you, that was past tense.
Look, I don’t hate you, but I don’t need you,
Over, let’s cut ties we need closure.
Chorus:
Don’t wake me I’m dreaming,
Trying to forget that you’re leaving.
I tried.
Yes, I tried.
But I’m losing this fight.
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Verse 1:
Look Cupid,
You’re making look stupid.
One more time I swear to God, I’ll be beating your ass foolish,
Keep pretending once again that we’re friends, You’ll be black and blue bitch.
Oh I’m sorry, is Chu offending you now,
How am I supposed to love when you keep letting me down?
How am I supposed to feel without a heart to be found?
How am I supposed to lead without a Queen and a crown?
I’ll climb mountains, proclaim it from top of houses,
If I can find love, I pledge to repent it from all my penances.
Convert to Christian, release all of my addiction,
Say goodbye to all the parties, the women, these are my promises.
So do your job, man, that’s all I’m asking,
No more tricks, I don’t want tricks, I want it.
The one that’ll get your back, if needed keep a loaded clip,
Yeah, that’s what I need, a ride or die type of chick.
Chorus:
Cupid where did you go?
You abandoned me when I needed you most.
(Rap)*Where did you go, Cupid?
Cupid where have you gone?
Nowhere to be found, I’m all alone.
Verse2:
Doctor doctor, please tell me something,
My heart beats but it feels num.
Is it a symptom when it beats out of rhythm?
I’m unprotected, Doc I need intervention.
I’m tired of faking and hating my body’s aching,
And Satan’s making a case contemplating to medicating.
Steady pacing, debating if I should take it,
And waiting – for the basis to face it or can I make it?
My body’s aching, and shaking, I’m earth quaking,
And Satan’s making a case contemplating to medicating.
Now I’m repeating my diction I need assistance,
This vixen has got me wishing my kin didn’t get intimate.
And in a minute, I’m finished because you ended it,
Befriended me, and then you pretended that we’re inseparable.
Our relation was mythical, hypothetical,
Reality though, my heart it never mended yo
Chorus:
Cupid where did you go?
You abandoned me when I needed you most.
(Rap)*Where did you go, Cupid?
Cupid where have you gone?
Nowhere to be found, I’m all alone.
Bridge:
Cupid, why did you do it,
Left me all alone.
Cupid, I’m about to lose it
I don’t want to be alone.
Verse3:
Look Cupid, 2 times you let me down,
You making me look stupid, true love I thought I found.
Twice. Cupid. Faith. Fate. Destiny.
Whatever you call yourself, you bet you got the best of me?
Naw. I flip it around like fractions, reciprocal.
If you listen to intuition the action’s residual.
Now let me elaborate on my soliloquy,
If love doesn’t go your way, then try another day.
Don’t rely on Cupid, it’s stupid. You have to do it,
It might be right in front of your face, you never knew it.
Take a chance, make the advance,
If it’s in your plans you’ll find romance.
When life’s got you drowning, you’re feeling down and,
Jump up and rebound like Dennis Rodman.
Thought I’d be alone all of my life,
33 years it took to find my perfect wife.
Chorus: (x2)
Cupid where did you go?
You abandoned me when I needed you most.
(Rap)*Where did you go, Cupid?
Cupid where have you gone?
Nowhere to be found, I’m all alone.
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When
03:40
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Verse 1:
I’m getting too old for this shit,
When did mumbling turn into hits.
When did every rapper talk about guns,
And Jones-ing and overdosing became fun.
When did Molly become the party,
I swear it’s tripping me out I got a daughter.
Is the way it’s going to play out?
I’m tired, scared of tomorrow, I need a way out.
When did the era end of world peace,
I fear sleep man terror’s been released.
When did rappers become sheep,
I’m the shepherd, now y’all following my lead.
When did snitching become an instinct,
When did real hip-hop become extinct.
When is it cool to want to be the same,
Up in the club with the thugs you wanna make it rain.
Shaking that ass for quick cash,
It won’t last. Come and go fast like whiplash.
It’s not my life, it’s your life so live it,
If you need religion then get a witness.
Oh Lord, why does everybody turn their back on you,
Forget to thank you.
Why is beef so accepted in the streets,
Why do we believe never to turn the other cheek.
When did relationships be replaced,
We’re tech-ing out, no getting out or face to face.
When did we embrace the iPhone and Android,
A disgrace, selfies with duck faces.
Guess I don’t understand the youth,
Shoot. I’m just speaking the truth.
When did we become robots with no thoughts,
If I was Jamaican, I’d be saying what the blood clot.
Chorus:
This is a day that I don’t understand
<I don’t like today only yesterday, go back to better days>
Cause back in the day you lend a hand to your brother man.
<When you’re brother man needs another man to get through he knew it would be you>
They’re crabs in the bucket, trying to bring you down.
<Don’t let me lose you stay true stick to your vision and you can break through>
I try to rise above it, try to ignore the sound.
<Block it out. Don’t swing at the pitch and walk it out>
Verse 2:
When. When did I used to think then,
That with my pad and pen that I could do anything.
When. When do I want to pretend,
That me and my friends are on stage singing again.
When. When do I want to chase a dream,
When do I believe, I can be anything
When did C.R.E.A.M trump a dream,
When did greed succeed, when did money rule everything.
When did media become remedial,
When did cell phone screens become a TV show.
When did privacy lose liberty,
Makaveli. Do I have to decease so you can’t see me?
When. When did minorities believe that we were free,
When did you deceit and mislead.
When. When can I be a better friend, father, husband,
When I can learn to trust again.
Chorus:
This is a day that I don’t understand
<I don’t like today only yesterday, go back to better days>
Cause back in the day you lend a hand to your brother man.
<When you’re brother man needs another man to get through he knew it would be you>
They’re crabs in the bucket, trying to bring you down.
<Don’t let me lose you stay true stick to your vision and you can break through>
I try to rise above it, try to ignore the sound.
<Block it out. Don’t swing at the pitch and walk it out>
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Dreams Don't Wait
03:54
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Chorus:
If it’s something you want then go get it,
If you ain’t got the need to succeed then just forget it.
‘Cause dreams don’t wait.
Naw, dreams don’t wait.
Verse 1:
Woke up one day I had a dream,
Martin Luther King made me believe what I could be.
‘Till I went out on the street,
My people dying, pinch me, is this reality.
Yeah, inspiration turned to frustration,
Liberation is still an apparition.
Is this my mission, another living statistic,
Or should I use it as a fuel to be uplifted?
‘Cause dreams aren’t waiting,
There just dying if nobody’s chasing.
I’m a get it, why don’t you get it,
I’m getting off my ass quick fast before I forget it.
I got plans of a better place,
One world, one nation, one human race,
Let’s get it together,
Before we lose it forever, forever.
Chorus:
If it’s something you want then go get it,
If you ain’t got the need to succeed then just forget it.
‘Cause dreams don’t wait.
Naw, dreams don’t wait.
Verse 2:
Get off your ass, what you waiting for,
You want a hand, you got 2 of those.
You say you want the fans and you want the votes,
But do you want the land or you want the goat?
Me, well I want to BE the G.O.A.T,
Don’t need the fame just the mansion and the moat.
Don’t need the women, I got 2 of those,
Don’t need a Grammy don’t need y’all looking at me.
Cause all I need is my voice,
A straight line defines every choice.
Cause the direction that I’m heading,
I’ll never regret another decision long as I’m living.
Huh, I’m still dreaming of finding the meaning,
The purpose of being a human being.
Huh, and when I cross to the other side,
I can tell God I tried.
Chorus:
If it’s something you want then go get it,
If you ain’t got the need to succeed then just forget it.
‘Cause dreams don’t wait.
Naw, dreams don’t wait.
Verse 3:
Yo, you got a dream gotta see it through,
Don’t be a victim of your fears gotta face ‘em too.
Don’t be conflicted by the system, what you gonna do?
True, so you don’t got the means what you gonna do?
Plan B let everybody see,
That you’re giving up on who you want to be. Or
Break the door down, keep making more ground,
And proclaim to the world that I’m here now.
Huh, now that you’re back in focus,
Get on track make ‘em notice.
And you know this isn’t the beginning,
And winning is a habitual ritual for the focused.
Huh, so dream big, dream “HIGHER”,
Yo, set that blaze on “FIRE”.
Huh, no regrets, no promises.
Huh, good intent, keep it honest, kid.
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Interlude - The Dream
01:40
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Jan 3 16 I had a dream,
that a close friend of mine died that week. Believe me.
Me and my friends gathered to make amends,
Why is tragedy the only time I see my friends.
Thinking about life and what it means
How is seems fleeting – we were contemplating the meaning.
Then I see this figure staring at me from a distance,
Thinking the ink on his wrist – is it what I think it is?
A swastika shit’s about to get thicker,
Thinking is he here to kill a nigga.
So I figure the trigger is cocked and loaded
I know that if I explode it both his and my life is over
I heard brap brap – then I blacked out,
When I came to, I had him subdued.
But here’s the trip though. Look at his wrist yo,
It’s not a swastika instead a treble clef. Whoa.
Now that’s the dream that awakened me,
Analyze and realize what it’s supposed to mean.
Am I afraid of the state of things?
Or is the music industry killing me slowly?
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Chorus:
Inside I feel alone
This dark and lonely road
But if somehow I lose control,
Please forgive me, Lord and keep my soul.
Verse 1:
Single mother raising brothers in the projects,
Living hard no job no prospects.
No cheese no government checks,
Get it on with a John just to pay the rent.
Queen, hold your head up high,
You gotta do what you do for your boys to get by.
No judgment. The government doesn’t love it,
And the system’s doing nothing another one’s in the oven.
Faith tooken. Steady hooking the lifestyle,
Crack cooking and looking at future crime files.
Socially blinded when forced to be desperate minded,
And the cycle is rewinded, your son is now doing time and.
The pain. Struggle to bear it,
Just learned that you miscarried. Emotionally embarrassed.
Nothing left to do but to bust one,
Boo don’t do it, remember you’re only human.
Chorus:
Inside I feel alone
This dark and lonely road
But if somehow I lose control,
Please forgive me, Lord and keep my soul.
Verse 2:
You made some choices got your ass in the pen,
But just remember what you did in the past doesn’t define a man.
You got some stresses, I know and from your life what do you have to show,
You got a family at home.
Think about your sis, I insist that she’s gonna miss,
If your remiss and can’t resist I persist that you need assistance.
Lean on me, you’re not alone,
You got 99 problems find hope in Jay Hova. Ha ha
Forget about the H to the Izzos,
Think about your girls, the kids. Forget the stripper poles.
It’s only gonna lead you To Pain,
To fall in love with a stripper start the cycle again.
You chase the fame always thinking that it’s a game,
It’s a shame now, you’re known by your number and not your name now.
Forget the now think of the future, let’s boost ya,
Up. When you get out, what you gonna do now?
Chorus:
Inside I feel alone
This dark and lonely road
But if somehow I lose control,
Please forgive me, Lord and keep my soul.
Verse 3:
Damn Fam, why’s it gotta be that every,
God damn day is so hard to see a smile on your face. Shit
They say to turn the other cheek. I mean,
They say you’re too sensitive while the others are bullying.
Now you’re no longer sensitive, you’re losing your sense to live,
Numb. Dumb fun equating to
Lost ones. No magic potion,
Plastic emotions. Casket plus one.
Social media pleading, nobody hearing ya,
Certain you’re a burden this cruel world ain’t feeling ya.
You’re at a fork in the road debating fate,
Left, right, straight. Which way ends the pain you just can’t take it.
No one to tell you it’s a mistake kid.
Listen, you will be missed we can fix this.
Lonely road. The story’s told. It can be cold,
But you’re not alone. Pick up the phone.
Chorus x2:
Inside I feel alone
This dark and lonely road
But if somehow I lose control,
Please forgive me, Lord and keep my soul.
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I Would
04:03
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Verse 1:
I would if I could, I swear I’d be a vigilante,
Swinging on each religion that’s pitching violence, I’m antsy.
Don’t believe in guns but my trigger finger is itching,
Too much bitching, I’m fixing my cape to finish it.
Violent mentality, leads to instant fatality,
It’s silly bitch, open your lids that shit is niggerish.
You think that trix are for kids,
Mamacita on the street, she’s so sweet you pay to licorice.
No judgement, trick let your conscience be your guide,
From it you can’t hide.
Super Chu came down to save you,
Make a date with the cape I’ll take you.
To a saving grace another time and place,
I would if I could boo.
So do you and stay true,
If I could I would but it’s up to you to save you.
Nevertheless, when you think you’re gonna digress, Princess.
One step, two step, progress.
Chorus:
If I could just change the world,
Place food on the plate, every boy and girl.
If I could just change the world,
No guns on the street, no broken families.
If I could just change the world,
No terrorists, no fear it exists,
If I could just change the world,
I would. I would…
Verse 2:
I would if I could, I swear to God I’d be an angel,
The devil in this hell is excelling wish I could save you.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
Show your face, ma, my people we need something to embrace, huh?
…Too many people dying, too many mothers crying,
Too many silent, too many wondering why when.
Too many brothers lost to the street,
Too many veterans, way too many children without food to eat.
Huh, Guess now I’m playing for keeps son,
Freedom, release or we’re taking it – Liam Neeson.
Have a particular set of skills, I’m sick with it,
Lyrically, kill any bitch that’s morally ridiculous.
I’m ubiquitous, it’s my business to keep a pulse on it,
I don’t need you to gas me ‘cause I’m liqueous.
…can’t hold me, don’t control me,
I’m in it for change, not fame – that was the old me.
Chorus:
If I could just change the world,
Place food on the plate, every boy and girl.
If I could just change the world,
No guns on the street, no broken families.
If I could just change the world,
No terrorists, no fear it exists,
If I could just change the world,
I would. I would…
Verse 3:
I would if I could, redefine the basic freedoms,
Right to bare arms, doing harm to all the children.
Give ‘em a gun? What you think he gonna do with it,
Arithmetic. Gun plus hand, one day he's shooting it.
Real talk, and the image of white chalk,
Is ingrained in the brain on the street of every block.
Huh. The government is resisting the forward thinking,
Cause the mission is, dissing Obama, his extradition is,
The catalyst to dismiss radical thinking,
And perhaps relapse and get back to politicking.
Where's the religion? What happened human compassion,
Used to preach the golden rule, we’ve released some cold assassins.
Huh, That mentality is our reality,
I can’t explain, but it’s taking me to insanity.
Damming this planet, man what are we doing and
It won’t take long till we’re gone who are we fooling.
Chorus (x3):
If I could just change the world,
Place food on the plate, every boy and girl.
If I could just change the world,
No guns on the steet, no broken families.
If I could just change the world,
No terrorists, no fear it exists,
If I could just change the world,
I would. I would…
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Intro:
Yo Fellas.
If you find a girl
You know…and she knows.
Ain’t a long term thing, but a one night fling
That’s an afternoon delight.
Ain’t no baby mama drama,
Nobody taking you for your dollar.
Yeah that’s right, that’s an afternoon delight.
Chorus:
Girl don’t be so uptight,
Cause I know just what you like.
I’ll be sleeping at night,
If you’re feeling me, sing afternoon delight.
Verse 1:
When I was in the third grade I knew that I was straight,
‘Cause I was crushing girls and I was pushing weights.
I told my moms tears rushing down my face,
Remember your friend Grace last week she gave me face.
Afternoon love, well afternoon delight
By fourth-grade damn right my game was tight.
At recess, while fellas was playing ball, and
I was pushing the wall, my hand half down my draws.
Remember little Sally Mae we had relations,
Even back then keep me in school with her foundations.
Rosetta Stone? Me and her we tried dating,
It didn’t work we struggled communicating.
<No hay más partidos. Se mi amor>,
I don’t understand but just get on the floor.
And if you do, then Chu will promise you,
You never gon forget what we about to do. Ah-ha
Chorus:
Girl don’t be so uptight,
Cause I know just what you like.
I’ll be sleeping at night,
If you’re feeling me, sing afternoon delight.
Verse 2(KYMR’s Verse):
This boy was born in 96',
But to tell you the truth those numbers might flip.
She’s got me waterboarded, but it's not torturous,
I love to communicate through cunnilingus.
I guess it's my fault, I can't say shit,
Because I, speak in tongue while she gives me lip.
It's evident this chick ain't no virgin,
She knows how to go down in 800 versions.
Don’t fabricate a relationship, that's a burden,
Especially when the birds and bees are simply searching.
She's a Mona Lisa masterpiece that's for certain,
She skips the conversing and gets down straight down to working.
So I get her back and play with the vice,
The game between her thighs has stayed real tight.
And you know before we start another crazy night,
We're both in for some afternoon delight.
Chorus:
Girl don’t be so uptight,
Cause I know just what you like.
I’ll be sleeping at night,
If you’re feeling me, sing afternoon delight.
Verse 3:
She’s got moves like a gymnast, she like that I’m a linguist,
Cunning like a fox makes it easier to finish.
I hit the F spot cause the G’s an apparition,
And when she cums I can stand the rain like New Edition. So listen.
You, me, your friend – simple addition,
3’s a crowd – believe I question that way of thinking.
You're drinking. If you're thinking that I might be shrinking,
I'm like Lincoln I emancipate the pink and then I'm GHOST.
Knock knock. Now here’s the plot,
She was in her lingerie had me stiff like 6 o’clock.
On her front 4’s with her ass inflated,
When I penetrated, was so glad we mated.
Had her mumbling like she’s inebriated,
I hit that ass ‘till the juice evaporated.
Shorty’s a dime like 2 nickels,
True Chu got the trick nipples tickled like icicles.
Chorus:
Girl don’t be so uptight,
Cause I know just what you like.
I’ll be sleeping at night,
If you’re feeling me, sing afternoon delight.
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Verse 1:
I live and breathe you, I can’t believe you
Do this to me after all that we’ve been through boo.
Am I wrong ‘cause I believe in you?
Why am I wronged each time I keep it true?
But you keep recycling and I keep listening,
Trying to revive to the times that you were interesting.
I feel ignored like a mute, it’s fine,
I’m crying tears of a clown a pantomime is my
Destiny. So be it. I vehemently disagree.
Still room for a real MC.
My rap diary is bleeding,
The diarrhea in the media’s misleading.
Huh, if you accept it, you’re pathetic,
My rhetoric has been vetted. I’m never apologetic.
I bet if they said another competitor’s getting better than Chu,
I take bets that ya’ll believe that too.
Chorus:
This is my heart,
This is my soul.
One thing I know,
It makes me whole.
Interlude:
Look. I’m not saying all hip-hop or all music for that matter is in a funk
And I don’t mean funk in a good way – the Rick James way
I just think it’s being regurgitated and recycled and we’re being told what to listen to
Well at least that’s my experience anyway
Verse 2:
Flashback, little Chu, his life was off track,
So I document it on wax.
Who would have knew that music is therapeutic,
The youth could use it to influence and flee abuse.
I love you music, I put my heart into it,
No one understands where I’ve been and how you helped me through it.
Bond is strong it goes on and on and,
Shaken and stirred, but never be deterred.
My pigment made it hard to fit in,
‘Till I met Brainz Dimilo with the same skin.
I love you dog, forever you’ll be like kin,
The Foxxhole is hot yo, so keep winning.
Sorry hip hop, the ball dropped,
Let’s get back the 1-2s and you don’t stops.
Just recognize the pioneers,
Who carried us through the tough years, for real.
Chorus:
This is my heart,
This is my soul.
One thing I know,
It makes me whole.
Bridge:
I’m going to work (x4)
Verse 3:
Spent most of my life trying to be like you,
To be honest with the success sometimes I spite you.
But you’re my blood, you’re my homie Obi,
TOBE, it’s inspired by you the one and only.
I made my own decisions, so I gotta live with it,
Led me to my life, wife, house, my kid.
Making my bid to relive the life that we had started,
Starving artist is hard, I’m just keeping it honest.
You laid the blueprint to do this,
To think, from hustling and grinding to a track with Pink.
Damn, my emotions are flowing through this pen,
Thinking did I miss my chance, is it coming again?
I can only do what I can do,
I’m not coming to you cause it’s not up to you.
I gotta do it on my own 2,
Feet. When I get there save me a seat.
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12. |
Whatever You Like
03:56
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Verse 1:
If you feel what I feel tonight,
I can make you feel alright.
There’s no need to be uptight,
We can do this thing all night.
Oh your body looks so nice,
I promise I won’t bite.
I’m willing to pay the price.
I will do whatever you like.
Chorus:
Whatever you like
Whatever you like
Tell me what you want to do a trip to Peru
Private Jet to Tibet whatever I got you
Whatever you like
Whatever you like
Gonna buy you a mockingbird that can sing,
Don’t you worry about a thing, ‘cause I got everything.
Verse 2:
I need your body close to me,
I can take you to ecstasy.
I need you to embrace with me,
Girl, your face is so heavenly.
You’re the only drug I need,
Without your love it’s too hard to breathe.
I was blind, you made me see,
I will do whatever you need.
Chorus:
Whatever you like
Whatever you like
Tell me what you want to do a trip to Peru
Private Jet to Tibet whatever I got you
Whatever you like
Whatever you like
Gonna buy you a mockingbird that can sing,
Don’t you worry about a thing, ‘cause I got everything.
Rap:
Touching and teasing leads to loving and pleasing,
We will never be even, I will spoil you I don’t need a reason.
When I fall it's a win truly she picks me up,
Puts an extra spring in my step, I guess that sums her up.
My every season, my reason for being,
My need for waking up in the morning, my crack of dawn and.
Mamacita, my senorita, my baby girl,
My whole life, my wife, best friend, my world.
So think about whatever you like,
I'll spend my life trying to provide it.
I'm excited my future is looking beautiful,
The truth is I'm clueless when I'm not next to you.
You're my lifeline, my lifetime
Is best served, my whole word girl, my fine wine.
With everyday you get sweeter girl I mean it,
Don't believe it, I'll climb to a mountain top and repeat it.
Chorus (x3):
Whatever you like
Whatever you like
Tell me what you want to do a trip to Peru
Private Jet to Tibet whatever I got you
Whatever you like
Whatever you like
Gonna buy you a mockingbird that can sing,
Don’t you worry about a thing, ‘cause I got everything.
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13. |
Tired
04:45
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I love my life but I’m tired of living cheque to cheque,
I love the music but tired of getting no respect.
I love my people but tired of all the foolishness,
I love twitter but tired of famous hooligans.
Petty beefs and twitter chatter,
If you climbed the ladder, hashtag black lives matter.
Use your status for good,
Instead of only spitting how you’re repping the hood.
Father forgive us our sins, because the world we live in,
Is full of rotten demons, wanna pound my head up on the fucking cement,
But instead I repent, <yeah>
You getting tired being surrounded by yes men?
I’m tired of all the nonsense,
I’ll drop the mic and ride into the sunset.
But if I quit what example would I set,
Because my daughter needs answers, can’t shield her from this shit.
Cop killings, drug dealings, blurred lines,
Hands high, show time, Columbine.
Politicians should be well ahead of the game,
But their priority’s overseas and smear campaigns.
… say her name,
I don’t hear you, mother fucker, SAY HER NAME.
Rest in peace to all who’re deceased,
Where are you God, the devil’s unleashed.
Your people are in the belly of the beast,
Show yourself give them something to believe.
Huh, well, times are hard.
Was Hopsin right, are you just a façade?
Are we living to get into a heaven,
That may not exist like he spit in Ill Mind 7?
But fuck it, I believe,
In my mind only something divine would let me live to see.
A man like Obama come to be,
Don’t get it twisted my nigga we still ain’t free.
You wonder why he’s big to all the black folk,
We’re only one generation away from being owned.
The nation needs saving,
Slavery is in the prison, it’s the new plantation.
I’m tired of middle class,
I’m tired of feeling guilty with wants, when most don’t have.
I’m learning ‘want’ doesn’t mean ‘need’,
I’m tired of chasing dreams when others don’t have a place to sleep.
I never fully came from the gutter,
4 kids and 1 mother living good but we still struggled.
I’m tired that my color some despise,
That we have to live our lives through two sets of eyes.
I’m tired of subtle racists,
Tired of being judged when I ain’t spoken broken English.
Yes, I’m educated I can formulate a sentence,
Cause it’s basic elementary, a subject and a predicate.
Wow, guess education is a crime,
Hip-hop respects, selling nickel bags and tricking dimes.
So, what if I was the king of the rock, top dog of the block
and not a college product could I still get a spot hip hop?
I’m tired of self-doubt,
I’m tired of being left out, tired of being not hot.
But I ain’t going nowhere did I mention,
The only flat line is my potential
I just realized how that sounds,
And no, I’m not throwing in the towel,
One end’s on the ground and the other’s heaven bound
Still you need me to define?
If one end’s on the ground and the other’s in the sky,
Is that not still a flat line?
…
Gave you a bar to think about it,
I’m heading to the stars and never doubted.
So if I need another 30 years,
Another lifetime, best believe I’m a shine.
So if you’re tired like me than take a stand,
It’s gonna take every woman and every man.
Every race, creed, color and religion,
Together, to turn this shit around.
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14. |
Outro - More Love
02:32
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Chu The Producer Edmonton, Alberta
Chu The Producer is a prolific music producer, songwriter & artist who pushes the limits of the industry boxes. Known primarily for infectious hooks and engaging lyrics, He is a chameleon of sorts – manoeuvring in and out of genres seamlessly with a focus on Pop and Urban productions. Chu works with a wide range of vocalists to capture a variety of sounds to compliment his production and writing. ... more
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